Dancing

• Capri Ireland, Grade 5, Tharawal Public School
• Poetry
• 2014

Excellence Award in the 'The Text Generation 2014' competition

The wind of hope
Breaks into a storm
As you hit the stage
You start to tremble and quiver
The lights go bang
The music starts
Your twirling and swirling
As the tornado starts to brew
The sweat starts dripping
Dripping down your face
This is your one chance to shine
The music stops
The nerves go away
As you take a bow
You run off the stage
They call your number just one moe time
You walk up the stairs
Hoping and hoping you will get a place